June 18, 2012
...In a squat red minivan, full of Burger King crowns, Disney movies, and squawking little Chickens. Our hero spent his Father's Day driving us 400 miles to see his in-laws and we heard not a peep of complaining from him - in fact, the only thing he asked was that the wee chicks, "self-regulate", and shockingly enough, they did! All this driving and patience, from a man covered head to toe in poison ivy and quite heavily medicated (No worries, this Chicken took over the wheel when his head started to bob!) Four cheers for our favorite guy, who long ago gave up his cool ride for us, and now rolls in a banged-up, popcorn and crayon-littered "Swagger Wagon"- it must be love!
Thoughts of Ultimate Chicken at 12:22 AM